Lesbian Cut Novels & Stories

Mela said then they laugh, Brittany throws her a pillow. "Of course what can I say I'm beautiful and seductive who can resist my charm right?" she role her eyes, then they laugh again. "I heard Shun Yu is hot!!" Mela giggle then she smirks, and admit shun yu is hot, "a hot lesbian.." she groans. "Yeah yeah even say that she's a lesbian right? the face the body and all oh god" her friend groan like she's imagining something, then she throws a pillow on her again.

"Clothing optional?' Louisa asked, with a smirk. And she pulled her t-shirt straight over her head, damn she was cute and so fuckable... And so it was...some scenes I remember from that lost weekend... ... The girls' bodies are stretched across the bed, they're kissing deeply in a 'lesbian' embrace, their legs wide open, Jake and I are fucking them from opposite sides, then swapping around, his thick seven inches stretching my wife's cunt, my long nine inches penetrating his wife deeper than she'd ever been plumbed.. ...

she giggled, "You took Mark's cock!" "Knock it off Krissy." Laurie said then passed the scissors through my hair. "Please don't!" I begged. I saw Krissy reach out and quickly take the scissors from Laurie's hand. "Hey!" she yelled. "Better idea!" Krissy laughed. Leaning over, she slipped the scissors between my chest and the tank top I was wearing and began to cut. "Stop it!" I shouted.

The position left nothing hidden. The former high priestess approached first, silver ritual knife gleaming in the candlelight. “You are our Goddess now,” she whispered reverently. She leaned over Lila’s body and began making fresh, shallow cuts. One delicate line across the top of each breast. A long, elegant slash down the center of her belly. More on her inner thighs, framing her dripping sex. Each cut was precise, symbolic, and just deep enough for bright red blood to well up and trickle slowly over Lila’s skin.

My mother had to call a hairdresser, and the only solution the poor guy found was to cut it very short, but it looked very good on my sister. "Lexie told me that these lice lay such tiny eggs that they're invisible to the eye, and the only way to get rid of them is by cutting your hair. In some cases, when you wait too long to cut it, you even have to shave it," Sabrina recounted, horrified by the facts about lice. "And she herself found a louse in my head. Then she accompanied me to a salon right there in the mall, and I had to cut all my hair."

I went to my barber and he freshened my haircut, which is why Olivia said something about it. I went to my bedroom and started dressing up in some Gray stone wash Gstar Elwood jeans, Black Gstar t-shirt (slim fit) and Black scuba reflective mid sneakers. I looked at myself a bit in the mirror and then took my sun glasses. Olivia walked in already in her military jeans, a white shirt and white sneakers. So my friends, Olivia and Eliana were both Lesbians, Eliana, Olivia and I being your stereotyped boyish lesbians.. with Liam who is very straight, it was amazing to just chill and have two things in common, women...and businesses.

The car stopped in front of the giant neon sign that blazed: Bunny Moon Club. "The first impression is the most important thing," whispered Karmen as we paid our admission. "So watch what you do, how you walk, what you say. Take medium-sized steps, and try not to smile so much." I took a mental note. Bunny Moon Club was an oasis for dancing-crazed lesbians. The dancing hadn't started yet. They were still serving dinner. We got a booth and ordered three burgers. Elise and I wanted pizza, but Karmen insisted that it would do too much damage to our breath.

Kayla’s eyes widened in shock. Leon didn’t think. He just acted. He swung the clippers straight up and pressed them firmly into the center of Kayla’s perfectly styled blonde hair — right at the front of her scalp, just above her forehead. *BZZZZZZZZZZ—* The blades carved a brutal, uneven path straight down the middle of her head. A thick, wide strip of golden hair fell away instantly, fluttering to the stone tiles like dead leaves. Pale skin gleamed underneath in a shocking white line that ran from her hairline toward her crown.

She leaned over and passionately smothered her lover with wanton kisses of her parted lips. While her wounded heart pounded and her body being aroused by such striking beauty, the lamp disgorged a drop of burning oil from the tip of its flame and fell upon the goddess's right stomach. It was unspeakable and unforgivable to taint a glorious body of a god - a crime punishable by death.

She grip her hands enough for the people who's in the servant room heard the crack sound making Oprha scream in pain. Zelia wasn't feeling contented, so she grabbed her head and get the knife that Oprha just dropped. Since Oprha has a nice straight long hair, she cut it without a warning. Oprha's near hair cut is above the shoulder and the cut isn't equal, since the other hair is cut almost equal to her ear while the other is above the shoulder cut. Oprah screamed as she was crying looking at her fallen hair that was been cut by Zelia. She look at her with full of anger, "How dare you! I will never forgive what you did to my beautiful hair!"